Su Qin transmigrates and gains the talent for eternal life.
With chaos on the horizon, all he wants is to survive.
The chosen of heaven and peerless beauties alike will be nothing but a handful of dirt a hundred years from now.
Su Qin enjoys stories of heroes cut short in their prime and beauties doomed to tragic fates.
The vicissitudes of human life last no more than a hundred years.
When you look back, everything has changed.
“Good thing I have countless centuries ahead of me. You get used to this sort of thing after seeing it enough times.”
“Anyway, an enemy from sixty years ago can barely walk now. I'm going to see him off.”
